It’s big and clunky compared to the Prius, for sure. I hope like hell the U-joints aren’t shot, it did apparently have some fairly serious undercarriage rust; there are a few patches (well done) on the exhaust system and the gas tank has been replaced.
But it doesn’t look too awful, otherwise.
And it’s not a speed demon, it’s pretty happy at 65 or so, and it will pick up, it does have those eight cylinders, but it’s just not a super smooth ride at much faster than than, and besides, that’s less fuel efficient anyway.
And yeah, I went from 48 mpg in the Prius to maybe 20 in Da Van, but really, didn’t intend to drive around much, don’t intend to, never do, never have, just from place to place, but of course there’s a million things to do and running around before getting out of here (those SOBs from the city left that extra recycle bin, again), so I have been doing some driving.
Two things I just so, so, so totally love about driving the van.
I’m up high. I can see, like forever, in every direction, really well. It took a day or two to get used to the mirrors and windows and such, but I did, and the change in turning radius and all that, but man, now it’s like, this is so, so much better than the Prius was, in terms of being aware of my surroundings.
And up high, OMG, the other factor, is that the chair, nothing fancy, nope, bottom of the line, but where it is, up there, and all that leg room, and I remember, yup, that was the thing with Charlie and the Tradesman when we fished, he had those really long legs, and man, Da Van has some wicked great leg room, in a different kind of way. It's a hip thing. I cannot imagine my knees ever giving me the hell they’ve given me while driving, like, forever. This seat is comfy, it feels good on my back. Very good. I like it, bunches. Now, if I could just get on the road……